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AN: Okay, so, I've decided that I really, really hate the way the Jess' hair looks in 'This Week's Tight, Last Week's Fights' so pretend that his hair is like it was in the episode where he comes back to get his car and tells Rory that he loves her. Okay.
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"Rory, go back to sleep," I groaned when I felt the bed moving early that morning. "What time is it?"
"Six."
"Ugh," I moaned, rolling over to look at her, "Why?"
Rory sat down on the bed next to me, resting her hand on my stomach. "Remember that early class I was telling you about?" Well, it's time to go to it now. Okay?"
I just sighed, wrapping my arms around her waist; holding on for dear life. She laughed. "I've got to go now," she said, pulling on her boots. "I have to go to my dorm to change before class." I pouted. She leant forward, kissing my forehead. "I'll meet you at my dorm for lunch, okay? We can get something to eat and I'll show you where my classes are.
"Okay," I replied, pulling myself up so that I could walk her to the door. She opened it, walking out, turning to face me. I leaned against the doorjamb.
"I love you," I said kissing her cheek.
"I love you too. Lunch, be there."
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"Marty, wait," Rory called, running up to the taller man. "I'm really sorry about the other night."
"It's no big deal, really," he shrugged it off.
"Thank you," she said. "So…how was your summer?"
He grinned, "I met Nicole Richie, and then spent the next six weeks showering."
She laughed. "Nice."
"And yours?" Marty asked, as they found their seats in class.
"Good…good. Me and Jess went to San Francisco. My mom opened her inn. It was great."
"I'm glad."
"Me too," she laughed as the professor came in.
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"Jess?"
"Miss me?"
"How did you know I was here?" she asked, pecking me on the lips.
"I'm a stalker," I answered, taking her bag from her.
"Thanks," she said, referring to her bag. "Or?"
"I asked Paris to show me where you were so I could surprise you."
"You asked Paris?" she asked, skeptically.
"I paid Paris," I laughed.
"You paid Paris," Rory mocked. "I was going to make myself beautiful for you," she pouted.
"You are beautiful," I assured her.
"You're just saying that because you're my boyfriend."
"I never told any of my other girlfriends they were beautiful," I said, pulling her close to me.
"Well that's just because you didn't love them," she pointed out.
"Damn straight," I shot. "So, where can I girl get a good education around here?"
"Well," she started, taking the bag from me, "First a girl wants to go to her dorm and put her stuff up and change, and then a girl wants to get a hot dog, and then a girl will find a good education."
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"Tell me a secret."
"I really liked you waking up next to me this morning," I offered. We were walking through a veteran library on campus. We were in the back of the library, not much to look at, the light of the fluorescent lights dim, blocked by a good row or two of huge bookshelves.
"Yeah?" she asked. I nodded. "I really liked waking up next to you. I hated having to go to class."
"I hated you having to go to class."
"Really?" she asked, shining her face at me.
"Would I be saying any of this if I didn't mean it and really want you to know?" There was a lag in the conversation, in which we steered ourselves outside, and back inside, finally finding ourselves in an empty hallway.
"We should do it again sometime," I suggested. "Friday maybe?"
"Ooh, after Friday Night Dinner, you can come to Star's Hollow and have Movie Night with me and my mom and then we can go back to your apartment and hang out and watch a movie," she beamed, getting excited.
"Movie Night with your mom," I repeated skeptically.
"Please…she likes you now," Rory pleaded.
"Alright."
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Rory and Lorelei sat in the jeep on the way to Hartford.
"Mom, the most amazing thing happened."
"Really? When?" Lorelei asked excitedly.
"Tuesday."
"Oh, do tell."
"Okay," Rory started, "Well, me and Jess were out with Marty and-"
"Really?" Lorelei laughed, "Where'd you go?"
"Dancing at some swing club," Rory answered, wanting to get on with her story.
"Really? How did Jess take to that?"
"He was a little jealous, but that's beside the point," Rory sighed, continuing on. "So Marty left because he was feeling like the Third Wheel. Then me and Jess went back to his apartment-"
"Jeez Rory!" Lorelei interrupted, again, disgusted.
"Nothing like that, God. Let me finish would you?" Lorelei nodded. "So, I was telling Jess that I thought he would like Marty except the fact that Marty had been acting a little strange that night. Then we started kissing, and things got a little heated," Lorelei flinched as Rory said that, "But, I told him that I had to go because I had an early class, which I did."
"Am I going to like how this ends?" Lorelei whined.
"I'm a hundred percent sure; now listen. So I was leaving, and he asked me to stay. I told him again that we couldn't, you know, do, anything because I had a class, but he said, and I quote, 'No, just stay here with me, sleep.'"
"Jess said that?" Lorelei asked, clearly shocked. Rory nodded. "So?"
"So I stayed! And we slept, and in the morning I woke up and went to class," Rory gushed.
"And he knew nothing was going to happen before he asked you to stay?" Lorelei clarified. Rory nodded again. "Wow."
"What?"
"He must really love you, kiddo," Lorelei said, looking at Rory.
"That's what I said," Rory cried.
"Yeah? And what did he say to that?"
"He said, 'I do.'"
"Jess said that? Jess Mariano?"
"Yes Mom," Rory answered patiently, "Jess Mariano."
"Wow."
"What?" Rory asked concerned.
"That's just…big. I mean, less than three years ago this kid was stealing beers out of my fridge and drawing chalk outlines in front of Doose's"
"That was pretty funny," Rory interjected. Lorelei stared, shocked, "But wrong, totally, totally, wrong."
"And now," Lorelei went on, "Now, this same kid has dated my daughter, ran away, came back, said he loved you, ran away, came back, ran away with you, and now he is getting you to just sleep in his apartment because he loves waking up next to you."
"Yeah," Rory interrupted, "He said that too."
"Jess told you he loves waking up next to you?" Rory nodded. "Wow."
"What?"
"That's just…not something I could ever picture Jess saying," Lorelei stumbled.
"Well maybe that's just because you've never been in a situation with him where that would be an appropriate thing to say. I mean, obviously he wouldn't be so crazy about waking up next to you."
"Hey! What's wrong with me?" Lorelei demanded.
"Um, you're his girlfriend's slightly disturbed mother," Rory suggested.
"Right, what was I thinking?"
In the next moments of silence, Rory couldn't help thinking about what her mother had said. It was kind of what she had said to Jess the other night, but different. People could see that he loved her. It wasn't just that he told her he did, because he could always be lying. It wasn't just that she believed him, because maybe she was just so infatuated with him that she made herself believe him. Other people could see it. Her mom could see how much Jess loved her. I wonder if Luke sees it. Could Luke see it? Luke and Jess were closer than they used to be.
But the thought that really was on Rory's mind was something Jess had said to her. I never told any of my other girlfriends that they were beautiful. Had he really never told any of them that they were beautiful? Of course they were, they had to be. A guy like Jess just doesn't go out with ugly girls. He's too striking. Had Jess really never told Shane that she was beautiful? Was Shane really beautiful? Maybe she wasn't, maybe Shane had just been hot, sexy. Am I sexy? She had to fight back a laugh, making a mental note to ask Jess later.
"Luke doesn't exactly hate waking up next to me, though," Lorelei commented, thinking aloud and breaking Rory's thought process.
"Mom. Eww."
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"How was dinner?" Jess asked, standing up from his previous location on the porch steps where he had been waiting for the girls to return from dinner.
"It wasn't bad-" Rory began.
"What dinner were you at?" Lorelei scoffed, trudging into the house.
"The one with Grandma and Grandpa," Rory answered, following Lorelei in.
"Ah, that explains it," Lorelei sighed, in mock understanding, "I was at the one with my parents."
"Shut-up," Rory started, "Go change."
"Movie starts in ten fifteen minutes," Lorelei called running up the stairs, "Be there are get the hell out!"
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"That movie definitely gets old after the first seven times," Rory commented as Lorelei turned off the TV.
"Nuh uh," Lorelei defied.
"Are you crazy?" Jess asked, stretching as he got up.
"Who are you talking to?" Lorelei asked.
"Right, my mistake."
"Hey, Mom, we're going to go."
"Why?" Lorelei complained, attaching herself to Rory.
"Because it's already ten 'till eleven, and it's going to take us a goof half hour to get to New Haven," Rory supplied.
"Fine," Lorelei huffed, trudging into the kitchen to get more coffee, "I'll have to call Luke to come watch another movie with me."
"Hey Mom, can I borrow a movie?" Rory called.
"Which one?"
"Um….Holy Grail," she called, looking at me. I nodded.
"Yeah okay," Lorelei said, walking back into the room, coffee and phone in tow.
"Bye Mom," Rory said, kissing her mom on the cheek.
"Bye. Bye Jess."
I could feel her gaze on my back as I took Rory's hand, leading her to the door, which I opened for her, allowing her to exit first. I looked behind me, briefly meeting Lorelei's eyes. She nodded, approvingly. I smiled.
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"This movie is pointless," I said as we lay on the sofa watching Holy Grail. Rory laid on the sofa, sprawled out on her back and I laid next to her, tucked between her side and the back of the sofa with one arm strewn across her stomach.
"It's a Monty Python movie…Don't tell me you've never seen it before," she asked.
"No, I have. I'm just reconcuring."
"Good," she relaxed again, smiling up at me.
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When the movie was over, she flipped off the TV, turning to look at me. "Jess?"
"Rory."
"I'm going to ask you a weird question, but I'm asking you to remember: there are no stupid questions and questions are the hunt for knowledge," she informed me, slightly nervous.
"Okay," I agreed.
She sighed, taking a deep breath. "Am I sexy?" she mumbled.
I couldn't help but laugh. "What?"
"You heard me," she said, burying her face in my chest.
"Where did this quest for knowledge come from?" I asked, stroking her hair.
"Well, I was thinking about when you told me that you never told any of your other girlfriends that they were beautiful. So I was thinking, did you really never tell Shane that she was beautiful? But then I started thinking: maybe she wasn't beautiful, maybe she was just hot, you know, sexy. Then I was wondering, am I sexy?"
"Rory-"
"You know, because the whole good girl, Mary persona does not really add up to sexy. It's never been one of my life goals to have boys look at me and say, 'oh la la' and receive cat-calls, but I was just wondering if my boyfriend thought I was sexy," she rambled on.
"God yes," I answered.
"Really?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.
"Everything about you is sexy. Your hair, your clothes, the way you talk. The way you just wrinkled your nose was sexy. The way you buried your head in my chest was sexy. You are so real, so intense, it's sexy. The way you know so many books and movies and bands is sexy. The way you look when you first wake up is sexy. Hell Rory, you eat sexy."
"Now you're just making stuff up," she laughed.
"I'm not."
"Thank you," she said into my chest.
"For what?"
"For letting me be sexy."
I pulled her away so that I could look at her face. "What does that mean?"
"I was never sexy with Dean," she said.
"Yes you were; he just didn't appreciate it. Why do you think I hated seeing you with him? Because you were this amazing, incredible, smart, sexy person and he was freeze dried toast. I hated knowing that this piece of Styrofoam could have you, but I couldn't. It killed me."
"Glad I ditched the toast?" she asked.
"Exuberant."
"And what do I have now?" she asked, cupping my face with her hands.
"A Chili Dog with everything."
She laughed.
